You don’t need words to describe what you see,
you don’t need someone to tell you what you need to be.
You don’t need songs to make you dance,
you don’t need to judge someone with just one glance.
You don’t need to cry to receive some wheat,
you don’t need someone to tell you honey is sweet.
You don’t want to share what you see,
I don’t want to tell you what you need to be.
You don’t want the songs to make you dance,
I promise I don’t want to judge you with just one glance.
You don’t want to cry just for some wheat,
I won’t tell you that honey is sweet.
I will tell you though,
the way I see the world of what it shall be,
of the promises I make of the change we’ll bring.
Of the lilies that will smile,
and the farmers that will beam with pride.
I will tell you of the nature,
that will once again be the reason for a searcher.
I will see, what you refuse to.
I will be, what you needed to.
I will dance to the songs that you ought to.
I will accept you with more than just a glance.
I won’t let you cry, just for some wheat.
I will tell you honey is bitter.
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